Derek rolled his eyes, taking a glance at his wristwatch before leaning back in his chair. "Come on man," he huffed. "We were supposed to take off five minutes ago."

"Shut up," the blond hissed, slapping at her friend's arm before turning back around and looking out the window beside her seat.

"What is with you, blondie?"

JJ's head spun, barring her teeth at the other BAU agent and glaring hard at her male friend. "Emily is finally speaking to Jane without any interruptions and I'm trying to watch, and you're sitting here bitching. So guess what? Shut up!"

Hotch bit back his smile as he watched his subordinate sit back in his seat. "Just let her have this," he nodded.

Letting the younger brunette woman fix the strap of her sling so it wasn't falling off of her shoulder, Emily sent her a smile. "Thank you," she nodded. "How are you feeling?"

"How are you feeling?"

Emily bit her lip, a small giggle passing through her lips. "The shoulder's getting better, thanks."

Jane took a step forward, reaching out to bravely run her fingers down the older woman's covered arm. "So you have my number, right?" They hadn't had the chance to go out on that date they had been trying their best to plan for the past couple of days because Chief Strauss had called their team back to go over the case with her right away.

"I do," the chocolate eyed woman nodded. "And you have mine."

Jane smiled, fighting her wince at the feeling of her stitches pulling when she took the FBI agent's hand in hers. "That I do."

Concern etched across Emily's face as she saw the slight twinge of pain in the younger woman, and she immediately tightened her hand around Jane's. "Hey, are you ok? What's wrong?"

"God, clinging already are you?"

Emily laughed, nudging her friend's foot with hers as she watched the brunette's lips curl into a smile. "Shut up."

Jane shared a chuckle with the older woman before shaking her head. "No but really, I'm fine. The stitches just pulled a little, but I'm fine."

"Maybe you should sit down," the ivory agent nodded, pulling the Italian detective closer to her and discreetly trying to hide her smile that was fighting to slip onto her face. "You know, there are some extra seats on the jet."

Jane's brown eyes crinkled, fighting off her laughter at the serious look on Emily's face. "Oh really?"

"Yeah. You know, I bet that if you wanted, we could maybe let you come with us back to Virginia and you could sit in one of our really comfy seats."

The Boston detective watched as the older woman innocently batted her eyelashes, and taking only one step closer, their bodies softly pressed together so she when she shook her head, her chest brushed lightly against the brunette woman's. "As great as that sounds, if I don't get back to the precinct then I'm the one who's going to have to go and get both coffee and lunch for weeks."

"Oh we can't have you doing the bitch work," Emily laughed, her cheek bumping against the other woman's as they leaned into one another.

Letting out a small breath, Jane's eyes flickered up to look into those of the beautiful agent that stood before her. "So I guess I'll call you."

Emily smiled, already missing the warmth of the younger woman as she felt a breeze blow her hair back over her shoulders. "Not unless I call you." The older woman made a face, shaking her head at the laugh she heard from the detective that stood with her hand in hers. "Ok that sounded insanely cheesy," she grumbled, smiling at the laughter she saw behind those brown eyes, "but you know what I mean."

"I do," the Italian grinned, intertwining her fingers with Emily's while her other hand came up to gently caress her blushing cheek. "I'll see you, ok?"

"Definitely." Emily's lashes fluttered against her cheeks and her breathing grew shallow as she leaned in to brush her lips against the younger woman's, but at the last minute she quickly pulled away, her head shaking.

"What's wrong?"

Emily's lips curled inward and she vigorously shook her head, taking a small step back to try and get some space so she could regain her breath. "I'm sorry, but I can't. Not yet."

Jane watched as the older woman seemed to have an inner battle with the decision she was making, and she nodded her head, squeezing the brunette woman's soft hand. "Ok, I get it. We can wait."

"Really?" Emily let out a breath, gripping the younger woman's hand that much tighter. "I'm sorry, it's just I-"

"No, why are you even worrying about it? I think it's sweet that you want to wait until after we actually go out."

Emily gave the detective a smile before bringing her into a small hug. "Thank you," she laughed. "So I guess I should be getting back."

"Yeah," Jane sighed, squeezing the older woman back tightly, knowing that she wouldn't get to see her until both of their schedules miraculously freed up. "Text me when you land, ok? I need to make sure nothing happens," she laughed. "We don't need another injury."

The FBI agent sent a small smile to the younger brunette before running back to the jet, making her way inside the plane to find her seat just beside her best friend.

"You good?"

Emily glanced over to Rossi who sat beside Reid on the BAU jet's couch, and she slowly nodded her head. "Yeah, I'm fine."

"Whatever."

Hearing the grumble from her other side, Emily's head spun around to see the sulking blond that sat back in her seat. "Jay?"

The blond rolled her blue eyes, crossing her arms over her chest.

"Are you seriously mad at me for not kissing her?" Emily's jaw dropped, shock shooting through her body when JJ gave her the middle finger.